Yes, Ellis is soon on his way.

Ellis never even got to meet the dumb broad that was lending him her body the whole process was remote.

He sat down in what looked like a dentist's chair, a tech attached a bunch of wires to his head and then, bam! He was in another room looking up at a different tech and feeling very strange.

The new tech freed him from the apparatus and helped Ellis sit up slowly. He felt soft, heavy, weights shift on his chest and thin fabric straps dug into his shoulders.

"God damn those are some big fucking titties!" Ellis observed staring at his new chest and hearing his feminine new voice for the first time "Fuck, you cock suckers really did it. I'm a fucking chick!"

"You always were quick on the uptake Tanner" a guard replied with a sarcastic sneer "However did we catch you?"

Ellis glared at the guard but bit back the cutting retort that flashed across his mind. Let the screw have one last dig, he wasn't going to risk going back to his cell for the sake of getting the last word in.

The tech helped him stand and take a few wobbling steps. His hips felt impossibly wide and his ass jiggled distractingly every time his dainty feet hit the floor.

"At least she's wearing flats," he thought "I've got enough to deal with here without learning to walk in heels"

As strange as it felt he quickly adjusted to his new center of gravity and was soon mincing around the small room unassisted.

As soon as they were sure he wasn't going to fall on his face they were escorting him out of the prison gates and into a waiting taxi.

He was accompanied on his ride by his parole officer. Ellis' knew the man’s name but rarely bothered to use it. To him, the pale heavyset man is simply The Geek, on account of his thick glasses.

In the back of the cab, The Geek fumbled with a thick paper file. He read aloud detailing the humdrum suburban life of Sonya Doe. Her wag **** husband, her brat kids her pointless friends and neighbors. Ellis nodded along without really listening. He'd read the file already and figured he knew enough to keep Sonya's nice little life ticking over for as long as he needed to.

He tuned out the geek's waffling but he couldn't ignore the way the man was looking at him. He was clearly attracted to Sonya's body and doing a really bad job of hiding it. His eyes would constantly stray from the files to linger on Ellis's borrowed tits. Normally a guy giving him the eye could expect to get a smack in the face, Ellis had a rep to maintain after all. But circumstances were obviously different now and he'd always been the type to exploit any advantage he could.

As an experiment, Ellis crossed and uncrossed his smooth nylon clad legs allowing the hem of the skirt Sonya had worn to ride up. The Geek struggled to maintain his composure as more and more of Sonya's soft thighs came into view. He stopped short of flashing his panties, he didn't want to give the poor schmuck a coronary. Instead, he snapped the geek's attention back to his face, asking an innocent question about out of state travel.

"I, um-uh, that is…" the geek stumbled over the answer his face beat red "that is no, no that won't be possible."

"Oh yes," thought Ellis resisting the urge to laugh as the man clumsily hid his obvious erection with his paperwork, "this had possibilities…."